No comment

February 1, 2013

I’ve been spring cleaning the blog…deleting old comments…stuff like that…when I came across some comments attached to an old post where I had merely mentioned Batman Bubblegum cards in passing. I recall that at the time I had loads of comments asking how much they were worth. How should I know? I could have looked them up on the Internet but then so could the people asking me!!!

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Anyway on the 20th July 2009 I received this comment:-

“I got them of (sic) a relative but I’m not sure what series. There are 55 cards in all but there are a few missing. You think I could buy them over the net?”

I’ve just amused myself upon re-reading my reply:-

No Sir as far as I’m aware no one has ever bought anything “over the net”. Wait…you’ve just given me an idea. What if I started to sell books and CDs that way. I wouldn’t need shops. I could just set up a giant warehouse somewhere like Milton Keynes and send out the stuff through the post. I could name the company after a river…The Thames, Mississippi or Amazon. Fantastic!! Or better still I could start an on-line Auction site. That way I wouldn’t even need books or CDs or a warehouse. Just a few dozen Servers!! I’d soon have millions of customers and be rich!! Or what about starting a site where people just type in a word and you get a long list of all the sites containing that word. I could call it “Giggle” or something. We’re gonna be rich ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……………………

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Too Many Comics

February 1, 2013

Dunno where this shop is but this surely isn’t the best way to sell (or store/preserve for that matter) your comics. As well as umpteen longboxes the older parts of my “collection” are stored in stacks of cardboard archive boxes…the type you get from office supplies places like Viking. There are now too many boxes and too many comics. In recent years more sense has prevailed. I now only buy a handful of comics each month and it will take a whole year to fill one box…….

From the 1960s until the late 1970s I used to buy my comics off of spinner racks. The contents of the spinners varied from newsagent to newsagent and different parts of the country. Some spinners were exclusively DC. Some spinners had comics at the bottom and soft porn/True Detective etc etc higher up. Not many UK spinners would contain such a vast array of Harvey comics as the one in this pic of late 1950s anywheresville USA.

Do news stands still have quite the same variety as they used to?? When everything is just a digital download and cigarettes are made illegal will news stands be as rare as record shops??

This is where we came in

February 1, 2013

I went to the cinema recently for the first time in years. I felt old and out of place. The film (and the audience) were too loud. I even had trouble focusing on the fast moving images. I just came out with a headache. There was a time when I loved the whole experience of going to the cinema. Can you remember when even small towns had at least two with managers in bow ties standing in the foyer, and usherettes selling Kia-ora soft drinks and strange brands of ice-cream you never saw anywhere else. The saturday kid’s matinee of the mid 1960s was still showing cartoons and cliff-hanger serials from the 1940s and 1950s. But they were new to me. And I loved going to the cinema with my father (1928 – 1978). Having grown up with it he preferred the cinema to TV. For the period of approx 1964-1970 I often accompanied him if a film was suitable, and sometimes even if it wasn’t, for pleasant evenings of passive smoking. One of his favourite films was Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid which we saw a number of times, and he continued to whistle and hum the tune “South American Getaway” (you’d recognise it if you heard it) for the rest of his life. For various reasons we rarely managed to arrive at the cinema on time. The main feature would always be 10 or 15 minutes in. So at the end he would always stay seated until the second showing. When the film reached the point at which we had first encountered it, with a cry of “This is where we came in!” he’d jump up and we’d leave the cinema.

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This is where we came in. Five years ago today I began this blog (having deleted an earlier one) with a brief mention of the multi-talented Shari Elf. I thought I’d better re-visit her website and see what she is up to now in the second decade of the C21st.

At first glance things looked very much like they did in February 2008. After a few clicks I discovered along with the good and sturdy art there were now trendy  T Shirts for sale. The (great) music is still the same though. Give it a listen. But don’t you think we’re overdue for a new CD now Shari??

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Battle Stories

February 1, 2013

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Battle Stories 02 Fawcett

Battle Stories 02 UK version

I understand that Roy Lichtenstein’s famous pop art painting “Whaam” was taken from a late 1950s DC Star Spangled War Stories comic. But he could just as easily have used this 1952 Fawcett cover for inspiration. The UK version of the comic was another of the 1000s churned out by Len Miller. For some reason he had this issue printed in France.

Tractor beam

February 1, 2013


Wotta swiz

February 1, 2013

50 years of Bond cars

It is now 50 years since the first 4-wheeled Bond cars were produced. So when I saw in the TV listings over Xmas that there was to be a programme called “50 years of Bond Cars” I became quite excited. Wotta swiz. The programme wasn’t about Bond cars at all !!  It was about all the different cars driven by James Bond in the movies !!! 

Eff

February 1, 2013

They say that if you can remember the 1960s you weren’t there. I can’t remember these 1960s depicted in this book. But then I wasn’t there. I was here. My 1960s bore not the slightest resemblance to the Fugs’ 1960s. I enjoyed reading about their youthful adventures though, as I continue to enjoy their music. The Fugs weren’t the first musicians to set out to “shock” the “squares” with songs that questioned the establishment, sex, politics, war, the legalisation of drugs etc, along with other songs that basically just contained loads of effing and blinding, but they did it more consistantly than most. A radio station bleeped out the numerous swear words from “CIA Man” here to make it “radio-friendly” with the odd result that it virtually became a three minute bleep.

My audio archive contains a number of radio-unfriendly singles and LPs from the likes of Ivor Biggun and Judge Dread to name but two of the more innocuous examples that have yet to be appreciated in the way that Donald McGill postcards, old soft-porn magazines and Bettie Page films now are. Perhaps those records will eventually be collectible enough to appear in an episode of the “Antiques Roadshow” circa 2050. Much current “music” isn’t radio-friendly and is full of effing and yet empty of humour.

Did you notice when this Blog jumped the shark? If it hasn’t already I think it is just about to as my audio archive has recently welcomed a shedload of cover versions (for Adults only though…) of Cee Lo Green’s frankly wonderful 2010 hit “F*ck Yo*”. Some songs sound even better as an acoustic version.